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Today I was thinking That we would be perfect And in celebration of this realization I wanted, Strangely To knit you a sweater I’ve never even held needles But the thought of you smiling Inside something handmade is So old-fashioned it’s romantic And I crave the intimacy You keep so unhaveable Beneath wool and skin Your essence would spread Filmy invisible Like the heat that blows Inside my Craigslist car Warming your body That strangely Consists not of bones or blood But impossibilities. So yes, a sweater (To keep you from bursting To trap in the light I found And to hold you entwined) In hopes that you’ll stay Within a threads pull From wearing nothing